What of Love - Mr. J. Medeiros

And now their saying we’re saying we’re just too young

We’re too hung up on the prospect of true love

But who are they to choose

They never really knew us

I’m yelling in the streets that grew us

The melody in Moonstruck

Now that’s amore they all say

Amuse me

Accusing me of always falling prey to movies

Or maybe it’s the hallways

Of Orsay musee that moved me

Measuring a youths dream on shoe strings

As if a beggar can be choosing

As if I’m better of alone just to make it less confusing

I take a breath

I take a few things

I make a left

I feel the stress of what the future brings

And it feels like living

I peel right passed them

Turn the wheel and forgive them

When your real life flashes

Through the seal of eye lashes

Run the reel

Sign action

And still time’s asking of love

What of love

That feeling that tears away

The ordinary day

What of love

Don’t dare me to say

There’s just no other way

What of love

O.k.

so now I’m petrified

It seems I might have skipped a step of pride

Had written checks

But didn’t check to see what should be kept inside

Love was unexpected

I guess it’s just my eyes

Which never once reflected

The sum of my investment in time

It was mine

Never could I foresee

Leveraging the four C’s

Now I’m thinking wise

While I’m at the store without the ring size

Smiles from the door man

Reminding I’m a poor man’s dime

Why’s it so complicated

My momma never stopped and waited for a rock

My pops could not have paid it off

On a pizza mans wage

Of course the marketing defeats a mans say

The force which is quick to divorce

Epiphanies from the source

And stick you with the cost at Tiffany’s

Who’d a thought

We’d still be amazed by the poets and plays

While the question on the podium remains

Of love

What of love

That feeling that tears away

The ordinary day

What of love

Don’t dare me to say

There’s just no other way

What of love